13. Private Jet.

"What are you doing?" she asked with her brows knitted. 

"I'm sorry, I thought..." he spoke turning his face towards her.

"Yeah well, look forward," she replied rolling her eyes.

Fifteen minutes later when he dropped her home and parked the car in her house, he walked to the bus stand.

Ashton reached home after an hour and went straight to bed. Time to get some delicious sleep.

A few hours later, his phone started ringing, with closed eyes he picked it up and spoke, " Hello..."

"Oh my God! Your voice sounds... rusty." Clara spoke from the other side of the phone.

"I thought you were going to say sexy..." he yawned, eyes still closed. "Who are you by the way?" he asked.

"It's Clara from BB," she replied.

"What is it, Clara?" he asked leaning back on the bed.

"Okay, listen to me very carefully. Keep your eyes and ears open," she said. Ashton opened his eyes and came back on his senses.

"So, Billina Bernand is going